This is my tale I am the so called child of darkness some call me a mutant some a monster what you call me is your own choice.

My life was a normal one if you count your parents being cultist to some demonic entity then yes normal it was . Think of priest for parents how they correct you for everything well the same goes with me save it was not in the traditional god's name.

I spent most of his time hiding the odd marking on his skin in school by wearing hoodies and long sleeves all the time. The markings would appear when I awoke from sleep. Weather my parents or some god did it I never questioned it.

I was told by his parents he was special. That he would do great things and possible even arise to a higher purpose. However Zenith never believed it.

But things where about to change for me I always had mutant powers I could feel them most when I was angry or deeply terrified.

However I never showed or used my powers I kept them hidden and remained normal to a degree honestly it was out of fear and my safety or the safety those I was around.

I was still however branded an outcast as the child who never had a birthday party when i was younger to the freak with no friends at when I entered the dreaded middle school level. I did however try to make friends. For awhile at first I made some but they soon moved on saying that I was to quiet and nervous most of the time they where only friends with me because they felt sorry for him some even going as far as saying that to my face. Truth is I was just terrified to of hurting them.

Eventually I gave up making friends so I turned my attention to my studies and text books. My 13 birthday was soon approaching and this is where my tale truly begins.

I awoke from sleep as if any normal day the bed calling me back to sleep trying to wrap its warm embrace around me and send him back to my dream land where I had friends who were waiting for me to come and visit them where he was popular in school and where his parents where normal.

I fought sleep however and hopped out of bed and got dressed as usual. I was so thank full it was a weekend I could take off my long sleeves shirt and hoodies for a while at lest and not sweat till he felt sick in the summer. Thanks god for air conditioning in school maybe things where not so bad.

"Zenith come here oh where is the birthday boy oh praise the sacred one for his blessing upon this day."

I made my way down the stairs of are rather large home some call it a mansion I guess that one of the perks of having parents that are leaders of their own religion.

I smiled seeing my mother but I saw her in her crimson red and ebony black stripped robes. I knew then that this would not be a normal day at all.

I took a seat at the table to tired to really care how my mother looked when my bowl of half eaten cereal was smashed by a baseball bat by none other then my father. Oh I forgot to mention he the opposite of my mother while she kind he is well more serious about his devotion and the devotion of his family.

"Sanctuary now!" He shouted and did not say another word. I sigh and made my way down to the cellar through are trap door why my father calls it a sanctuary Ill never understand it's not some holy place it's a place where bugs and rats live and hide in the shadows. Come to think of it to them I guess that might just be holy I was thought their religion but I never understood it to offend choosing to do homework or read out of a text book instead of there so called holy book. It was strange come to think of it I was forbidden from entering this place before.

I stood in the dimly light room by the flickering of a single candle then I saw more and more candles light up illumining the thick moist air. I could hear chanting and whispers I tried to make them out as I stumbled ever so slightly down a candle light path something was calling to me telling me to go further and further down this path into the darkness. The candles path seemed to extend and warp in odd ways it looked like some candles where even on the ceiling at times I felt sick looking at them.

I saw the candle light extinguish then the darkness consumed me I felt scared and alone but I had this urge to keep walking. I felt a door handle I turned it to and entered the room was bathed in a red light that seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at once I could not find the light source but it seemed that the light warped around me and formed a path straight down I felt the edge of a hole a very wide hole more like a cliff or a cave entrance then a hole.

I could hear a faint voice it sounded familiar yet alien to me at the same time it seemed to fill me with hope and slight joy its words flowed through my head like a stream at first it sounded like a messed up voice translator stuck on fast while switching from high and low pitch then suddenly it cleared up and I could hear the voice. "leap, jump do not fear child I shall not harm you.

I could see no way of retreat in the blackness and the voice seemed to extinguish my fear. Left with no choice I closed my eyed and leaped.

First it felt as if I was falling then rising it made me sick it was as if I was being dangled on a string by a puppeteer being dropped then yanked back up before I hit the ground as if to amuse him in this sick game of his.

I heard the voice once more "take a breath and hold it, close your eyes."

I closed my eyes and took a breath not like I could see much anyway in the darkness. I then felt the sting of crashing into water I wanted to scream from the pain but I couldn't I had to hold my breath.

I felt my body being jerked around from the current of the water. I felt my lungs aching for air I thought I was going to pass out or die. I couldn't stand it any longer I began to struggle I felt the surface of the water break and I took a breath coughing hard. I looked around to find myself in a chamber illumined by red glowing crystals. I quickly made my way to the small pedestal upon it was placed a circular hand hold.

I was eager to get out of whatever hell I fell into so I place my hand on it. I let out a scream as the a spike penetrated my right hand. Then retract I was to stunned to move my blood pooling all over the pedestal. It begin to glow bright red I tried to move but I couldent I saw the wound on my hand heal they I heard that same calming voice again. "You're the one I need the one I want I have waited so long for you now at last we can be together." I fell over tired and weak I heard shouting the last thing I saw was the crystals fade and some red energy flow into my hand before it was fully healed.

I awoke in my bed in a panic I saw my clothes where the same but oddly not wet I went to find my parents who were waiting at my door. "son I am so proud of you its true my baby the one to complete him the holy reaper of death and bringer of darkness are sacred one." My father pushed me against a wall "okay boy listen up I dont know how you did it and I don't care all I know is the sprit would not choose you your not devoted to are religion nor are you physical or mentally abile to handle more then a simple math test."

"john be quiet your scaring him" "shut up carol I can scare him all I want he a failure the sprit made a mistake it should have been me ill prove it." I screamed as my father punched my face my vision was all hazey he punched my stomach next then he screamed "see sprit he is weak he wont fight back I am strong I am strong!" I felt anger suddenly I could feel my powers begin to be let out I grew dragon like claws and scales as I kicked my father off of me.

He smiled "so my boy is a freak let see how you deal with me now freak."

My mother had then fainted after seeing me change. I turned my attention back to my dad who pulled out a bowie knife but with my anger I dident care I charge him on all fours I let out a roar like that of a dragon. I slashed at him my claws cutting deeply into his flesh I grabbed him and thrusted my claws into his chest and pulled with all my might out came his still beating heart I crushed it. I then started to calm down.

I felt pain as the adrenaline wore off I was stabbed in the arm I removed the blade it dident cut to deep thanks to the my scale covered skin.

I hear a faint click I turned and saw my mother who now raised my father's .44 magnum "you you killed him now you die you are not my son you're a monster" I could see hear the faint bang of the gun's hammer I closed my eyes expecting pain. Then nothing came I heard the gun fire but nothing…

I heard that soothing voice once again "open your eyes" I opened my eyes to see my mother thrown against a wall bleeding heavily and a bullet in her skull. I dident feel guilt or remorse strangly I was so focused on listening to this voice. "You may call me jet we are bonded forever I will protect you I am your family now. I have been watching you dreaming of you and your parents are wrong about you your strong. Now there is a place I believe you may go to and learn to live with your mutant powers.

Its called Xavier school for the gifted I believe never was good with names but its in LA so we best head to an airport."

I was silent I dident move for a while I had tears in my eyes I was crying. "Hey Hey whats wrong." "Just thank you jet I don't want to be alone anymore thank you." "Your welcome come on Zenith lets go before the effects of my power wear off and you feel guilty."

I nodded and made my way to the air port after I searched my old home for cash that is I boarded a plane and headed to LA not sure what was in store for me but I can assure you my story is just beginning.